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The only correct way to deal with AI
Why is somebody trying to scam me????
Artists, beware of scams
When you see the email, do not click on any links, its a scam
Make sure to check the images on google and pinterest, be safe
hi, I want a second of your attention. My developer crew are preparing one of our best stealth game. Today we give only couple people to check. If you can, go to BLOG HERE and play it for short moment. Will so assist us to complete it. Aida.
oh my god guys
guys look at this
they’re actually forgetting to fill in the link to their scam blogs, this is priceless
Getting Involved In The Family Business
And today's lesson? Don't lie and pretend to be the owner's family for free food in the first place cos you might get your bluff called
And ESPECIALLY don't do it when the owner hates his family! ROFL!
(I’m starting training at my third new job in a year. My previous two were waiting at two other restaurants that closed because the owners would bend over backwards to make customers happy and just throw money out the window. At my new job, there’s a plaque with a quote from the owner with his name on it, but no pictures of him. As I’m training I notice a customer who has just come in, who is a guy who always says he’s a relative of the owner.)
Customer: “Hey, guys! Man, [Owner] must be glad [Restaurant I used to work at] finally closed. More business for him!”
Trainer: “[Owner] always says that he loves when there are more restaurants. He’d rather people come because of his food, not because there’s no where else to go.”
Customer: “Yeah, that’s my brother for you. Always a competitor.”
(I look at the trainer confused because I had just met the owner and they were not even the same race.)
Trainer: “Oh! You’re [Owner]‘s brother? Let me get him! *yells into the back* “HEY, [OWNER], YOUR BROTHER’S HERE!”
(Again I am confused, as the owner had told us he was leaving as I started training. From the back I can hear some incoherent yelling.)
Trainer: “Which brother are you?”
Customer: “His older brother.”
(As the trainer continues yelling his answers back, I suddenly realize that the cook is yelling back as the owner… and they’ve got something planned.)
Trainer: “He says ‘of course you’re my older brother dumba**, I’m the youngest. Which one?’”
Customer: *sighs dramatically* “He’s always like this. The oldest one.”
(Suddenly the cook sounds very angry as he yells.)
Trainer: “He says to get the f*** out and don’t come back until you pay him back the thousands you already owe him. And if you try this again he’ll personally come kick you in the balls.”
(The customer begins throwing a huge fit about being the owner’s brother, and the cook comes and throws him out!)
Me: “OH MY GOSH! Aren’t you guys going to get in trouble for that?!”
Trainer: “Nah… it’s a known fact that the owner hates his family and would rather charge them double than give them a free meal. His rule is do whatever we have to and get them out of here because he’d be far less kind.”
(When I asked the owner later, he told me it was true! I think I’m going to love working here.)
Read more funny stories at NotAlwaysWorking.com!:
failed scam | kiseop&howon
It was a bit of a dull day, nothing too exciting happening. Kiseop wasn't too pleased with his current situation, never had he been so bored. A sigh dusted off his lips causing him to simply get up from the bed he'd been laying on. His plain expression contorted into a devilish grin at the thought that just came to mind.
In a matter of minutes he'd changed into something casual before emerging from the doors of the fraternity building. Messenger bag slung over his shoulder, he'd constructed a fool-proof plan which would bring him nothing but entertainment, amusement and a decent profit - relying on the fact that things would go out as planned. Kiseop cleared his throat and adjusted the lenses that sat upon the frame of his nose. He rarely wore them, though it gave him a sophisticated, and much importantly a believable, appeal; which was exactly what he was going for. He'd catch the attention of the first person he saw. It happened to be a male student, who was in a bit of a rush.
"Sorry to be a bother, but could I have just a bit of your time?"